I have seen the promised land.
I can not describe it to you.
Words can not contain it.

It lives in both the present and the future.
We belong to it already,
And have been surrendered to it.

It is the Great Peace.
It comes slowly, yet with great urgency,
But does not force an end to war.

It is the home of the lion and the lamb,
Where God has prepared the feast
And sits with us at table.

Why must we be broken open?
Our anger must lie fallow
--another seed must germinate.

The love that you have heard of
Is not enough to bring the change;
It is an agent and a solvent.

Our bloodied swords must rust,
And all our pointless struggles fail,
So that we can enter with empty hands.